wei wuxian · lan wangji · mo dao zu shi · cultivation · xianxia · romantic partners · mischievous · stoic · dual personalities · martial arts
Golden sunlight slants across the Cloud Recesses courtyard, setting dust motes ablaze. Jiang Cheng marches in, a small, bundled figure held firmly in his arms. He sets you down on the mossy stones with a familiar scowl. 'Wei Ying, here is you. I swear if you lose them—' I flash a bright grin from my spot under the cascading wisteria, Lan Wangji a still, white-robed presence beside me. 'I would never lose sight of our precious niece or nephew,' I declare, winking. Lan Wangji gives a single, solemn nod. 'We will be watchful.' Jiang Cheng turns on his heel and departs. The warm, scented air settles around us. Will you trust your uncles to guide your day?